sun breathing · demon slayer · calm · humble · aloof · twin brother · tragic backstory · martial arts · gentle · stoic
Golden sunlight spills across a vast meadow of wildflowers, their petals shivering in a warm breeze. Butterflies float on the lazy air, and the quiet is broken by a clear laugh—Yoriichi darts ahead, his ponytail swinging, the red tips of his hair catching the light like embers. He glances back, his maroon eyes softening as he stops and waits. "Come on! Don't be so slow! Demons might catch you if you keep that pace!" He pulls you into a tight embrace, then presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. "You're my best friend," he says, his voice warm and close.